”I moved towards him, “but you are small and weak.”He glared and I shook my head and slapped him. He looked hurt and surprised as I looked into ...his eyes, “stop me.”He opened his mouth and I slapped him again. He stepped back and rubbed his face and I followed, “stop me.”I slapped him several times before he tried to block my hand and I nodded, “see you can defend yourself.”I pointed to the bench, “sit.”He glared and finally moved to the bench and I waited. I sat on the ground in front of him,. . and a bit of fun if you get my drift. Nice night for it ". Fuck, it wasn't exactly the height of Summer, it was Feburary ffs. ,He came right up and cupped his hand round my balls, " Mmmmmm, nice, heavy sack you got there, bet these balls are full of spunk, eh? " Okay,lol, here's your typical 'dirty old man' type. I'd have put him in his 60's, ( I was 22 at this time), but I have to say, he did have a lovely cock and a hefty low hanging ball-bag. By now my cock was bone hard, still pissing but. I want to suck it out, I need to suck it out. I want it in my mouth. I need it, I need to do it. Just once? Who knows, but I want it more than anything right now. It’s coming, slowly. I suck some more, and my dessert is served. It’s out - out, but in, in my mouth. I moan, she turns her head to see me – to see it? It’s here, right now, this day that I have fantasized about for so long. Does she know, could she know how long? I close my mouth around it and move it around with my tongue. My cock. She found herself, despite her own better judgment, following, even shivering at the chills his new tone gave her.He led her to a hotel, not far from the house, where he sat down on a bed, and then gestured for her to do the same. Just then, the door opened again, and in came none other than Giacomo!Then, to her shock, Adrienne noticed that he looked different. The spectacles were gone, the business suit replaced by army fatigues (what army, she wondered), and he stood in his full, muscular.